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      Published: 2016-12-25 Updated: 2017-01-10 Chapters: 2/? Words: 6163
****** Monsters Have Feelings ******
by YoungFanBunny24
Summary
     In a world full of shit, there are two species that shouldn’t
     collide, stated by the Guardians of Light.
     Humans, and freaks.
     Humans are the true species that deserve to roam these lands, the top
     dogs and the ones who must vanish any evil from the world.
     Freaks are the non-human species who posses unique abilities and
     features, some look like plants others like animals but can walk in
     two legs (for some) and talk. They are the true evil in this world.
     Or so Dirk believed until he met a fine piece of ass.
     This whole fucking story began with Dave also being a flaming homo,
     Dirk trying to be a good role-model, and John and Jake just existing.
     Reader, continue =>
     *cough* true intro *cough* In the universe where the Guardians of
     Light protect the humans from the evils lurking in the dark, Dirk is
     met with a revelation that lead to a revolution. Upon attending the
     fight of a lifetime, Dirk, a vampire hunter, and Dave, little brother
     and knight, will find the true story behind the blinding light of so
     called goodness and discover that monsters have feelings.
Notes
     OKAY! So, many know I have set up this story 2 years ago, but deleted
     in recent time. Reason: The writting. I did not like how it was
     written and had so much error that it was best to be written all over
     again. I have lagged on the uploads because of stress, little time,
     skill of writing and writer's block. This story and idea is so
     wonderful I do not want to drop it or let it go. I have the timeline
     set for this story, just need to make it come true. Thank you so much
     for those who kudozed, bookmarked and even read my story before. It
     wasn't the best and promise to do better.
     First rule of order, I have saved my old chapters and are currently
     being re-written, so expect multiple chapters uploaded by next week
     hopefully. I will then think of a schedule for uploads and probably
     have images for a visualization on some characters or land if I do a
     terrible job to describe. Once again, thank you all and promise to
     continue this story, and many more I want to upload.
      
     Preview 1:
     1882!
     What is he planning now?
     SLEEPING POWDER!?!
***** Intermission I: We Are Not What You See *****
Safety, is a feeling,
Fear, is a voice.
Warning, is a sign
Force, is a hand.
Question, is considering,
Obligation, is command.
Sadness, is a tear,
Depression, is a life.
What you see, isn't what you hear.
What you are, isn't what you seem.
What you say, isn't what you think.
What you see, is a hero.
What we see, isn't what you see.
What we are, isn't what you think.
What we say, isn't what you want.
What we see, is a monster.
Safety, is our dream.
Fear, is our reality.
Warning, is our sign.
Force, is your hand.
Question, is our sanctuary.
Obligation, is our prison.
Sadness, is our tears.
Depression, is our blood.
What we see is what we fear
What we hear is what we run
What we say is what you hate
What we want is what you fear
What you see, is a hero.
What we see, is monster.
What I see, is you.
***** Chapter 1: The Pit Of A Freak *****
Chapter Summary
     Introductions.
     Location: Ontario, prime kingdom (In our terms: Portland, Oregon)
Chapter Notes
     Author’s Note: OKAY! SO I AM SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE! I have no
     true excuse I procrasinated. Extremely. VERY VERY VERY
     SORRY!!!!!!!!!! *cough* Alright, let's get down to business.
     I have settled on a update schedule. I'll update every 2nd Sunday,
     the latest. I may update before or on that day, depending how much
     work and procrasination I set (so around the 22). DO NOT FRET I HAVE
     A TIMELINE FOR THE FAN FIC! Just need to place it into action. I'd
     also say that feedback is completely acceptable, I'll say this
     chapter is not the best, blame myself. My procrasination. TERRIBLY
     SORRY. Mistakes are made.
     Aside from that, those who have read the previous old chapters, I
     will say I am changing some things here and there. Nothing major.
     THANK YOU SO MUCH! EVERYONE! FOR PATIENCE ON SOME PEOPLE and my
     terrible timing. Terribly sorry. From this Sunday till the 22 I'll
     have a new chapter set, maybe more than one, see if I don't get
     writer's block or procrasinate. Also, I WILL BE HAVING FINALS A WEEK
     FROM TODAY SO EXPECT A TERRIBLE CHAPTER 2 AND MAYBE 3, A 4 IF I HAVE
     LIFE LEFT.
     Alright, THANK YOU SO MUCH AND ENJOY THIS CHAPTER, HOPEFULLY!
     Read and Review. Thank you again!
See the end of the chapter for more notes
Fire. The fire. Wide and strong. Spreading. Spreading too quickly. Too fast.
No.
All are running. All are crying, screaming, roaring, but never fighting. They
cannot. They rather not. Not with hell’s claws withering everything we love.
Every memory we hold dear is wiped away as the fire consumes our homes, our
trees, our island. No.
I stood in shock as small prickles of tears fall. I rush forward to get as much
of our people away and to sea. No.
“We got them all sis! Let's go!” A pair of forest green eyes gleamed in the
dark, way more brighter than the fire around us, eyes full of sorrow. No.
We ran towards the ocean as we tried avoiding the grasp of the fire. When
flames dared to come too close a gush of wind of our youngly would avert it
away and take us to safety. Many have already fled the island, many others
following soon. Then, shots were fired. Men in armor with some type of weapon
in their hands were hot on our heel as we came close to the shore. Our youngly
clutched tightly to brother’s back as we kept running, my arms starting to turn
a creamy white and claws growing. NO!
“Don’t! We need to keep our cover!” brother said as he kept running. My arms
turned back as we reached shore. Two of our elders came forth and started
blasting the strange men away as we hopped onto the ship to escape. No!
The men fell back and gave us enough time to escape. A single tear was shed as
the place I once called home became engulfed in flames and by morning, there
would be nothing but ashes. No. No. No. NO. NO. “NOOOO!”
Right then, one blast happened. Then another. And another. I looked frantically
for the source of the blasts. Then, a sudden bright light appeared, brighter
than the fire. I looked up, and before I knew it -
“Wakey wakey fucking freaks! Beauty sleep is over! Get your shit up and running
now!”
 
I woke up.
 
 
Girl, wake up & introduce => 
I gurgled softly as I sat up and massaged my temples. The fucking asshole ended
the smashing towards the metal door and left with a final slam. All of us
started to rise, some already awake and ready to face the shithole of a day.
Another day for MAX to survive.
I got up made my way to the closet to change. Sporting a black tank top and
shorts I went to get my breakfast, not bothering to grab my shoes seeing that
I’ll be working in the planting grounds. I walked to the far right corner to
collect my tray as I sat down crossed legged in front of the bars to the cell
next to mines. A man of mocha skin and semi-muscular body tone was washing his
face as I waited patiently for him to finish. I look down to notice he was
wearing his combat boots. Doesn’t he have a match later today? Or did they re-
schedule it? Right then, the man dries his face and turns to me with a full-on
grin and deep forest green eyes.
“Good-mornin' ol’ chap! Hope you got enough sleep last night” he gave a small
wave as he retrieved his tray from the corner. I scoff, “As if English! I can't
get a shut eye with the fucking assholes out there having after-parties!" I
said gesturing towards the door with my thumb. English looked at the door as he
sat in front of me, tray in hand, “Indeed they have. Looks like the parties
have moved onto weekdays too” he chuckled humorlessly. His solemn smiled turned
into a bright grin, with a hint of bitterness, “What are we having today my
dear sister?” I chuckled slightly and gave a mocking grin, “Today’s morning
special moisure Jake is a dry piece of bread with a hint of mole, some tomato
sauce, cold but not old, raw eggs and crappy cheese from the medieval times, no
longer fancy, just old” I said as I displayed the tray. We both giggled
slightly before eating the terrible meal.
“Say, is today Friday?” I perked up and turned to the bars near the iron door.
1,2,3, 4, “Thank the heavens! It IS Friday! Our little one will be coming. No
need to eat all of this shit! But you do my devil of a friend” I say as I turn
back to English, “You do remember you have a match today, right?”. Eyes widen
in shock, “Egad! It's today? Already the 26 of May? Wow, another spring wasted
in this dump” he said as he continued eating. I started to place all the items
on my tray on his before he could protest, “Oi sis, just because I have a match
doesn’t mean you can go unfed. You have to work on the fields today! At least
eat the bread” he said as I kept the bread with disdain.
Right after finishing, the guards returned to take us off to our chores. We
placed our trays back to their respective corners and waited in front of the
iron doors after a quick hand wash. The guard, a man with a huge stomach, bald
head, greased up shirt, and scars adorning every inch of his face came forth
with a sickened glare and spiteful aura. He spits before speaking, “Today, half
of you will be in the ring while the other half out doing labouring work after
morning labour! You all know the rules and I hate repeats, but since you
fuckers are dumbasses I have to: no fights, no plans on escaping, no escaping!
Consequences would be your death! Understood?! Who cares you all will die
anyways! Move out!” he instructed as he took his leave and five guards came.
Four of them wearing identical armour and all having weapons in hand. The fifth
guard, a man of russian-origins with a built-body, walked in front of the four
guards. He had a remote in hand, and for all the creatures here, that remote is
deadlier than the weapons the others are carrying.
I turned to Jake as he gave me a thumbs up of encouragement. I took a deep
breath and gathered up my guts as the Russian Soldier, our nickname for him,
turned his heel and stood in front of the end of the jail room with two guards
on each side. “All mouths shut! All eyes looking forward! All legs moving!” he
said as he raised the remote in the air and clicked it. Then, all the iron
doors swung open as we all got out and stood in single file line. The four
guards detached from his side to stand on the sides of our line, two on the
middle and two on the back. The Russian Soldier pressed another button and
right then the stone wall behind him started to spread apart as he turned his
heel and lead us to the next room. Our line split in two depending on who got
what job. I kept walking while English went to the right of the room to get an
axe, lumberjacking. Three guards stayed behind as one kept following us towards
the end of the wall, which the guard clicked another button and the door opened
as we were walked out.
We all stepped out of the dark and into the blinding light of day.
 
Time Skip: Afternoon =>
I finished dragging the plow across the fields the bell rang, lunchtime. I
pulled the plow out of the fields and headed towards the line to go back
inside. Once indoors, some of us split from the group and headed to the shower
area to rinse off the dirt a bit before heading back to our cells. Not a single
guard was in sight, and not a single word was uttered. After escorting
ourselves back to the cellars, I ran off to retrieve my tray and sit in front
of English. He had waited patiently for my arrival and soon started to dig in
after I gave my pardons of being late. “No need to give apologies sister dear,
we all must rinse after working in the dirt” brother said as he took a sip of
his coffee. I started eating a bit of my food and offered some to Jake, but he
declined. “Don’t need to throw up all my guts all over the place now do I?” I
nodded and tried my very best to find a way to ask him. We ate in utter silence
some more minutes before I spoke again, timidly, “So, fighting today”, brother
nods, “Do you know your opponent?”. 
He swallowed before speaking, “A level one Yeti” he says, another spoonful
consumed. I tried to regulate my breathing and not twirl my fork showing my
anxiousness. I breathe in slowly, sighed and blurted out my words “You are
wearing the jacket aren’t you?”. Jake freezes entirely, his mouth ajar, ready
to take another bite. He put the bread down and sighed, “You know well that it
is my suit, don’t want to outstretch my clothing now, hehe” he said, I played
with my food. He sighed again, “That is not an option we know. We must keep the
attire they give us, no matter what” he says, getting up to put tray away. I
knew but hoped. Hoped that maybe, just for one moment, one second, we can
rebel. I placed the tray away as Jake entered the closet to change, “Suit up my
brother”, I snicker as he closes the door. A muffled chuckle was heard as I
went to get my bandana. Once a guard with a cold stare and fit body entered
with backup, we were all in front of our cell doors, ready for our matches or
the daily chores.
“HEAR ME FREAKS! We will have matches from 5-9! Stay in position at all times!
Warnings of escape never go away! Applies for all! Now, FREAKS ON WORK, HEAD
OUT!” the guard said as he walked to the end room and clicked the doors to
open. We all walked out in a single file line, giving encouraging gestures and
looks to our fighters today. I gave our signature double-pistol move to Jake as
I passed. He gave me one of his mouthful grins before the door closed behind
us.
I tied my hair up, picked up a pickaxe, and headed to the caverns with a few
others. When we reached the entrance, we hear the cheers of cowards and
assholes, the matches have begun. I gave a silent prayer to my brother and the
fighters before descending into the darkness.
 
Time Skip => Twilight
I placed the last bit of copper onto the cart before hearing the faint ring of
the bell. Finally. I threw my pick-axe into the cart and started to descend
upwards to the surface. After placing the cart with the others, I grabbed the
pick and jogged towards the castle with the rest. Upon entering, I found Jake
seated in his bed already eating.Strange, he always waits for me before eating.
Hm, must’ve been rough today.
Some freaks returned from their fights while the rest were on their second or
later match for the night. I retrieved my tray from the corner and sat on the
floor, eyeing English warily. “So, how was it?”, he kept eating, ignoring my
words and eyes.Not so good then. I ate bits of foods from my tray while keeping
an eye on Jake, watching his every move. Tense muscles, distant mind, dull
eyes, a cold stare. Definitely not good. I waited patiently as he finished his
meal, completely forgetting he eat later tonight. Terrible. Once he put his
tray to the corner, he sat back on his bed, his mind and self-distant. Very
terrible. “How was it?” I said again, no reply. Not even an acknowledgement.
“How was it?” I repeated in a louder and stern voice. There was silence, no
movement. I was about to ask again when a soft voice, barely above a whisper,
said: “It was Pique’s kid”. I froze instantly, the silence becoming a comfort
more than a burden. I spoke slowly, cautiously, “Pique. The Yeti that lived in
our village?”, he only nodded. I swallowed back the ball of anger, sorrow and
distress from escaping.  “How did you know it was Pique’s kid?” I asked more
boldly; it must be a mistake, yet Jake never lies. He finally turned to look at
me with glazed eyes, “His “owner” was wearing the amulet”. I froze again, my
eyes widened in shock, holding my gaze with English.
After 3 seconds, I immediately got up and paced around the room, trying to
control my raging body and distressed mind. “THOSE FUCKERS! They think they own
everything don’t they!?! Think they can have WHATEVER THEY WANT!”, I shouted
and turned to English, again, staring off into the distance. I deflated my
anger and confusion forgotten as I went over to English and kneeled down,
patting his knee. “Hey”, he turned at me, his eyes turning red-ish, ready to
burst into tears, “It was a deathmatch. You did what you had to do. You didn’t
know, he didn’t know. He’s better off now”. He sniffled slightly, nodded and
tried to hold back the tears. I chuckled softly, “Come here you big baby” I
said humorlessly. Jake then flung onto the bars, strong arms hugging me tightly
in an awkward yet loving embrace, his tears turning into sobs. I hold him
tight, whispered fake-reassurances and sweet-nothings, lulling his sobs. “Let
it out ol’ sir, wouldn’t want Jade reprimanding you for acting such a ninny”, I
whispered in a chuckle, receiving a small giggle from the bloke. I continued
coddling him, trying my best to comfort him through the rusty yet strong and
cold bars.We can’t do anything about it . Anything at all about this. We are
helpless.
 
Time Skip => Night
When the last group of fighters returned, we waited on our beds for the bell to
ring within an hour. We waited. The fighters ate their meals, some bantering of
the people, others sharing jokes and stories, trying to get the time to pass by
quickly. I made a brief headcount once everyone settled onto their beds to
“rest”. 18 creatures, 18 beds, thank the heavens.
Just then, a bell rang, and we all laid down. A couple of seconds later, the
lights were shut off. Night time. I closed my eyes slowly and drifted to a
light sleep before waking up to the sound of a switch going off. The lulling
sound of my collar as it hummed was abruptly shut off. I stayed laying down,
waiting. Then, our cell doors opened and a few lights turned on. We waited some
more until we heard 3 snaps. And we all rose.
I ran towards the end of the room and entered Palopi's cell. I waved in
greeting as she got up, she nodded before picking up her bed and moving it
across the cell. I crouched down to where the bed was and grabbed a small
handle only visible to me, unlocked it and opened the hatch. I moved to the
side as Palopi threw her folded up mattress into the hole. She then jumped down
as I ran back to my cell. The place started to bustle a bit as we got things
together. I opened my closet and up on the shelf got a small, white-square box.
While heading back, I heard the screws of the air-vents coming off and ran
quickly to place the box on her nightstand before going towards the front of
the jail room as we all gathered there shortly.
There, Jake, in his green-form, and Ramos were under the air vent. Jake was on
all four as Ramos was on Jake’s back, directly in front of the vent. He removed
the lid of the vents and handed it to Ep on the side for holding. Ramos
outstretched his arms into the vent and after a few seconds pulled out and
jumped off Jake. He then crouched down and opened his arms as a young boy
jumped onto the floor to stand, “Thank you so much Ramos” he said as he turned
to us all. Even in shallow darkness, we saw the brightness of his buck-toothed
grin, “Hello everyone!” he greeted with a cheer. We all smiled as I ran and
engulfed him into a hug. He smiled and soon Jake joined in after helping Ep
placing the vent back. “Ah guys! You’ll crush me! There’s enough John to go
around” he joked as we let him go, few tears staining our eyes. The rest of the
group soon hugged John endlessly. After a moment of sentiments, John said we
better start moving, “We have a time-frame, so let’s get going!” he said as we
all rushed off.
I went to Palopi’s room and gave her a thumbs up as some creatures started to
gather. In a single file, each one jumped down to the hole and onto the
mattress, moving quickly and efficiently. Ramos picked up John and then jumped
down, leaving me and Jake. English turned to look at me and I smiled, “Go on
bro, I’ll close”. Jake smiles, thanks to me and jumps down. I then picked up
Palopi’s bed frame and placed in on the cell’s gate standing to ensure we get
extra time in case we get caught. I stood by the whole as my hand turned from
my pale-skin to a chalky-white skin that stretched to my elbow. My skin
tightened around my bone as a few red veins became visible with a few spikes
growing on the outer area of my arm, my fingers merging into 3 digits with long
claws at the tip. I kneeled down as I grabbed the hole of the entrance and
jumped in, closing the hatch. I soon landed on the mattress, made 2 barrel
rolls and stopped, making a smooth landing onto the dirt ground. My hand turned
back to its human form as I walked towards the steel door; I knocked two times,
then another two before the door opened. As I walked in, I was greeted with a
warm aura and smiling faces. Everyone was gathered in benches, eating,
laughing, and chatting. Basking in the moments of freedom and family. I greeted
a few of my comrades as I headed towards the back-left corner of our make-shift
room; Jake and John already seated and chatting lively, with Jake telling a
story and John listening in awe. “Sup?” I greeted them both with a grin, both
turned and smiled as John handed me a plate of food. I started gobbling down as
Jake continued his story.
This is our typical Friday nights. Every Friday, the guards would be off in
pubs to celebrate the week’s success, completely forgetting about their jobs.
Only one guard is left in the control rooms, monitoring the camera. John would
sneak in with his trusted servant, Clara, and subdue the guard. Clara then
stays on guard of the security while John comes to spend the time with us. With
our beloved King away for the week, John could stay with us until dawn. Our
make-shift room is completely made out of the dirt with the essentials we think
we need. From our entrance, we have the eating benches in the far-right; on the
far-left against is a wooden-door leading us to the tunnels. On the left side
of the entrance, we have stacks of books and two full bookshelves, keeping our
minds up-to-date and never forgetting how to read. On the right side, we have a
few desks with paper, ink and quills, never forgetting how to write.
Our little hideout. Escape from reality. I looked solemnly towards the dirt
wall, drinking my water when heavy steps and a figure got on top of the table.
I turned to see Jake standing on the table, oh boy . “Creatures of the dirt
room!”, John what did you do? , “My dear youngly reminded me of the beginning
of the glorious and righteous people, The Guardians of Light!, come to power”
all cheered in mockery, well then.
Jake cleared his throat before speaking, “Well, it began within the 19th
century, 1882! A story, of a child, seller and a good man. An accident led the
boy freaking out in fear. The seller, a selfish ghoul of a man, started to
scream at the boy, and another good man almost paid for his mistakes, but the
good man, was the one to pay instead. The boy ran! Afraid. Only 10 years-old
and alone. First ever encounter from both species in a violent way. With that
tale, the uprisings began. Humans started to call on our people, calling us a
variety of names! Yet, they just loved the name freak from the young boy who
was freaking out. A freak. But no worries, there wasn’t any fights or riots,
just a bunch of blabber! The hunts started in the beginning of the 20th
century, 1903. They’d burn witches, stake vampires, the evil ones in some
parts, but taking some good souls as well. What an uproar! Our emperor came up
with a deal with the humans to avoid conflicts, until the 21st century, when
the humans gained a new king. Our great, modest and wonderful king, King
Oregon! He became the first ever king to have people trained to kill us, to
have massacres across the globe, murder anyone who tried to get in his way! The
first ever to “open the eyes” of their people. Show them the truth! Then,
ohoho! Then, he just came up with the greatest idea ever! He started capturing
some freaks, installing them collars, training others, for what? For
entertainment! That’s right mates! He started to host fights across the lands
of freak! Placing bets, prices, and trades! He is such an amazing man! Why kill
them all when they can kill each other! No matter if the other one lost, the
freak is dead, less darkness in the world! Some captured them for other
purposes, such as robberies, security, or labour. WE BECAME THE SLAVES OF THE
GOOD PEOPLE! Because they are the good guys, and we are the bad guys. And, we
all are kept under a lock and key, never being able to escape” Jake finishes,
becoming more silent with his last words. We all stayed silent, some looking
down in sadness, others in anger, but all understanding. Knowing where we
ended. I heard Jake cough slightly as his features brightened, “But, not all is
lost”. All of us looked back up, hope in our eyes. “There is a tale, a truth,
that a group of freaks will come together and motivate our Grand Ruler to rise
and fight the king! We will win the battle and cheer in joy for our freedom.
Then, the humans will have a new king, the one they deserve and have waited
for. One who will end these dark times and bring peace and harmony between the
two creatures, bringing the kingdoms into one” he ended with a smile. A huge
cry of joy filled our little room as we roared, laughed and grin, knowing there
is still hope. Pathetic in a way but keeps us going.

I smiled softly, looking around the dirt room. We are a family, small and
broken, but healthy and together. I munched on an apple as we continued our
night.Hmm, oh right!I finished my apple and tapped John’s shoulder, “Heyo
buddy, think we can visit Rose and Jade?”. John grinned, “Yeah! Jake, finish
your tale and let’s get going” John says as we both get up and head towards the
tunnels. Jake soon follows after we opened the door and walked towards the 1st
tunnel. “Where are we off to?” Jake says after he jogged to catch up, “We are
off to visit our ladies” I say with a smile as we go through the 3rd tunnel,
soon going to the 6th one. Our tunnel system was built after the room. It
consists of 5 main tunnels, 3 branching out after, and 8 after that. We have a
total of 38 tunnels. Most of them lead to dangerous areas and dead ends, but
there are some leading to the outside world. We walked till we reached the end,
a rope ladder posted against the wall. Jake climbed up to the top and reached a
wooden wall. He knocked twice, waited a second before knocking twice again. A
few seconds passed, and the hatch opened. Jake climbed up followed by John and
then me.
I climbed out and closed the hatch behind me and right after turning a huge
ball of white fluff slammed on me. “Of!”, my air and I were knocked over as I
hit the wooden ground with a white furry best on me, hugging me tightly. “Agh
.. Jade .. Can’t..” I choke out while being strangled. The beast yelped a bit
before getting off of me and inhaled greatly. I sat up with my elbow as support
as I tried to calm down my heart-beat and lungs.Oh fuck, gog, hate it when she
tackles me in her wolf form, almost died! Again! I panted a bit when a pale and
delicate hand came to my aid. “Need some assistance?” I looked up to see a
blond gal with lavender eyes smirk at me. “Thanks” I said as she helped me up,
laughing slightly as Jake got tackled by Jade, in her human form this time. “I
see you came to visit us tonight” Rose said as Jake was released and John
tackled next, “Yep. Thought the boys needed to explore what new and dangerous
creatures we could find in our tunnels” I said with a smirk as Rose gently
elbowed me on my side, a smile gracing her black-painted lips.

Rose and Jade are our closest friends and greatest allies, the first outsiders
to help us. In the aftermath of a match, I was heavily wounded and ran out of
medical supplies, creating a problem on treating my wounds. When night fell,
Rose visited my cell, stating she wanted to heal my wounds. Course I thought I
was having illusions with the blood-lost, and even then I didn’t trust her. She
could be a spy, a minion from Oregon, however, I needed to be treated
immediately if I didn’t want to end up dying from illness and infection, and
accepted. Ever since then, she became an ally, a friend. After a few meeting,
she introduced us to Jade, her roommate and a trusted friend. Apparently, it
was Jade’s persuasion that gave Rose the confidence to sneak into the castle
and help me. We thought she was a human like Rose, but with John’s squeaking
like a squirrel, she turned out to be a werewolf! With Jade’s revelation we
learned Rose was indeed human but a magic user and a seer. With her magic (and
seerness) she is able to keep Jade safe and undercover.
“Care for a cup of tea?”, I bowed down a bit, “It’ll be my pleasure”. She
giggled a bit as she led us to a small table with a few futons laid on the
floor with John while Jake and Jade fought over the hammock. Rose was a tad bit
shorter than me, about a 5’6 with blonde, bob-cut hair adorned with a black
headband (in place of her lavender one), lavender eyes, pale-smooth skin and
her small lips almost always colored with black lipstick. She was currently
wearing a black dress with what seemed like a skull with tentacles in the
center (she proclaims it is a Squiddle .. what?) and a pink silk scarf as a
belt. “How’s Kanaya?”, she smiled from her cup, “Alright, and thank you for
mentioning her. I almost forgot she left you guys a gift”. She got up and went
to a small drawer behind us and came back with a small pouch in hand. I grabbed
the pouch and opened it to find it filled with blue sapphire rocks, some still
having a bit of dirt on them.Oh shit , I looked at Rose in astonishment as she
had a knowing smile. “Oh no deary, I cannot accept this! They are too valuable!
She needs them more than us! She is out there! Please give them back” I said
just as Jake fell off the hammock, Jade winning the battle. Rose shook her
head, “They are a gift. From her. She knows how wounded you guys can get, and
heard the fight with English isn’t that far away”. I turned to see Jake
wrestling again with Jade for the hammock, that boy. I looked at Rose again and
put away the pouch in my pocket, reluctantly. “Thank her for me, very much
please” I said defeated a bit, Rose smiled softly at me.
“Now that I've given Kanaya’s gift, I believe it is my turn” she said as she
once again retreated to the drawer. Oh no! I immediately got up and walked to
Rose, “Rose please, It is too much as it is. I’ll only take the sapphires that
is it”, Rose waved me off as she rummaged, “Oh shush. It’s the least I can do.
Plus, I don’t want my girlfriend to beat me in a match of gift-giving” she said
as she took out another pouch. I sighed heavily as I snatched the bag and
opened it, it was filled with “SLEEPING POWDER!?! WHY IN THE HEAVENS WILL WE
NEED THIS!?!!” I exclaimed loudly as I turned to Rose. She, again, gave me a
knowing smile, “You will see once the time comes”. I looked at her in
disbelief. I sighed in defeat once more and put the pouch away, “You guys are
too much” I said as she chuckled, “You love us as such”.
Right then, Jake slid in front of me, turned me just as Jade pounced me, Jake
moving to the side. “Agh!” I shouted as I hit the wooden floor, again, but Jade
moved off me immediately. Welp, at least she was in her human form .. ish . “Oh
my god! I’m so sorry Max! I didn’t mean to hurt you!” Jade blabbered a bit as I
got up, “What the fuck English!?” I spatted out as he chuckled, dick. “So so
sorry! Are you okay? Oh god” Jade kept rambling as she helped me up, concern
all over her face. I laughed slightly and patted her head, “You’re fine my
dear, it should be English apologizing now” I said.
Jade in her human form is the exact opposite of Rose both in looks and
character. Jade is a 5’6 as Rose (with the help of heels a bit), straight jet
black hair with some hairs sticking out, white-peachy skin, round rimless
glasses and lime green eyes. Jade is a ball of energy and friendly, Rose is
composed and elegant. Jade is snarky Rose is sarcastic, one is a wolf and the
other a human. Both are polar opposites but get along so well, I cannot imagine
them without each other.
We went back to settle down, Jake winning the hammock in the end. We discussed
of any new laws, hunters, rules, cities, towns, an increase or decrease of the
human population, of the freak population, and of our daily lives. We would
joke here and there, but it was mostly business oriented. Seemed like Oregon is
starting to get cocky and plans on expanding the lands and cities for the
people. “He seemed intent to get the people out of the villages and into the
cities, getting them out of freak’s way is the pro, but mostly wanting to find
an excuse to expand the cities, gain more money and hunters. He can drive the
freaks out and surround them to take them down sooner” John said as Rose nodded
in some parts. I scoffed, “That rat, can he not think of anything other than
profit and murder? Just care for power than his people”. Rose put her tea down,
“Though it serves the benefit of some freaks, like giving them a home to stay.
I must add, I’ve noticed that people are buying more books of hunting and
killing than of classic literature and academics” Rose said as she sipped her
tea again. Rose and Jade run a bookstore. I was a bit confused, “More books of
killings? How would that help us?”. Rose settled her cup and looked at us, “It
means that Oregon is building more academies of hunting”. Silence lingered in
the room. No wonder I’ve seen some teens with the guards. I turned to look at
John, stone cold stare. “John, care to confirm this?”, John stayed still for a
while before nodding slowly. He was avoiding to tell us. I sighed and rubbed my
temples, Jake stopped swinging and was now sitting up, looking at us intently.
“Know how many kid?” I said, this time, John shook his head. “Oregon hasn’t let
me in the meetings lately”, I nodded, “Possibly hiding something, better yet,
hiding something from you” I said. John nodded and we all stayed silent. This
snake has many tricks up his sleeve, what is he planning now?
Right then, Rose’s grandpa clock struck 2 AM and ringed, loud and proud. I
chugged down my last bits of tea as we all got up, “Welp, that’s our alarm.
These Cinderellas must leave now” I said as the boys started walking towards
the hatch. We gave polite hugs to Rose and strong hugs to Jade, giving out
goodbyes. I lifted the hatch and let Jake go first followed by John. I turned
back to the gals, “Till the next blue moon my dears! We shall see each other
again!” I said with a proud smile as I climbed down, closing the hatch. We
walked back and once reaching headquarters, all were picking up the stuff and
putting things away. At 2:15, we had all things settled and started going back
upstairs to the jail cells. We escorted John to the vents and gave him our
final goodbyes and hugs before his leave. “Remember my boy, you are our future,
our blood and hope. Never fear for what’s to come, as we will face it together,
no matter what” I said as I caressed his cheek, smiling softly. John helps my
hand a bit before hugging me and Jake tightly, fear tears streaming down his
eyes. We held him closely and protectively for a minute before letting go. Jake
and Ramos then lifted John up and closed the vents.
Once we heard no more movement, we retired to our cells. I settled onto my bed
and faced Jake, “Goodnight” I said, he grinned, “Goodnight ol’ chap” he said
just as the doors closed, the few lights shutting off. I kept staring at Jake
even after he was sound asleep, remembering the old days where we would build
forts out of pillows, climbed trees, ran with the centaurs and pretended to fly
with the dragons. I promised I would protect you and John. I promised. That
promise still stands. No matter if we are in here, or out there. “Through the
darkness and light, in the sunlight and moonlight, I will guard and protect
you. Even if blood is spilt, even if my blood is spilt, you will be intact. I
would wear 1000 scars as long as you never have even one … We will get out.
We’ll find a way. And once again, we’ll be safe and sound. Promise” I whispered
softly to Jake my eyes got heavy.
Before I slipped out of conscious, I heard him whisper back, “Promise”.
 
I fell asleep with a smile.  
Chapter End Notes
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     - Young
      
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     Old town, new rules, and what the fuck they sell Faygo now? Aw yeah!
     WHAT!? A GUARD FOR AN OLD HAG!?
     Stay out of trouble will yas? Let's not replay our Cuba scene now.
     THE FIGHT OF THE LIFE! FOR A LIFE!
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